With a huge area of stable weather holding over the entire South Island, we decided to head down to Stewart Island for that $100 hambuger. Or in our case, the $500 Beer-battered Blue Cod. I know, it doesn't quite have the same ring to it, does it, but I can assure you it's just as unhealthy.
In company with a friend is his very sexy DA62, my wife and I headed down to Ryans Creek airfield for a few hours of relaxation, a brew, and a walk along the waterfront. Arrrrrrhhhhh... the smell of the sea breeze... something we don't get to experience often where we live. You know the smell - a combination of salt, humidity and rotten fish. The day was stunning, the flying was easy and the scenery was beautiful.
Ryans Creek is a private airfield and permission is required from the local commercial operator in order to land there. The landing fee is $40, however this includes the mini-van taxi into town and back (except when they drive right past you and you have to walk the 1.5 km instead). The permanent population is quite low but as there are a couple of famous walking tracks on the Island the Island is a popular tourist venue. Heck.... I would have seen at least 50 people! You can fly over or take the ferry, but neither option is good on a bad day.
Anyhow, it was a great trip and I was excited to finally have flown my RV-6 down there. The last time I flew in there was in our C182, around...1993? I think my wife (then girlfriend) had just turned 21 a few days earlier. Great memories.